Inside the Jade Xiaozhu, green smoke curled up, and a blue-robed man was holding a teacup in both hands, with his eyelashes drooping, as quiet as a figure in a scroll.
The bright white porcelain cup was held in his hand, and strands of light blue mist floated from the porcelain cup with residual heat, and then slowly dissipated into the air...
He was wearing a sky-blue robe with a jade belt around his waist, and a half of his hair was tied with a hairpin, and the rest was scattered on his shoulders.
Looking at the man's appearance, his forehead was full, his eyebrows were neither thick nor thin, and his eyes were slightly narrow and long, but they weren't like the wanton rise of phoenix eyes.
His face was covered with a white veil, the white veil almost covered half of his face, and he couldn't see his features clearly.
But Guangguang is also an excellent character if he is only talking about the eyes.
"blue."
A woman walked into Xiaozhuli from the outside, sat unceremoniously in front of the blue-robed man, and looked at him with a smile.
Looking closely at that woman, she also had a face that was so beautiful that she had a beautiful face, and the smile on her face was a little misty, like a fairy who can't eat fireworks in the world.
The woman wore a white smoked gauze skirt, pure and snow-like white, very suitable for her.
The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes slowly, and his eyes met the woman sitting in front of him.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said:
"Mo Qingcheng."
His voice is very soft, and when he whispers, it is like whispers among lovers.
"Lan, is there no news about my sister? Sister, is it not reborn like us, but... really dead...?"
Mo Qingcheng rubbed a trace of worry between his eyebrows, and asked cautiously.
"No, even if everyone in the world is dead, she will live well."
Lan smiled slightly, narrowing his eyes.
"Then why has there been no news about your sister? Mo Yuelan, are you really looking for your sister?"
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly and looked at him in confusion.
"Are you doubting me?"
Mo Yuelan raised her eyebrows slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.
Mo Yuelan, the son of the Moyue family, after he crossed over, the real Mo Yuelan no longer knew where he went. He stayed in the womb for ten months and grew up from a baby to what he is now.
And Mo Qingcheng is a bit better than him. He was at least a half-adult when he passed through. Unlike him, he needs help from other people even to eat and drink. It's too... embarrassing...
After being kicked off the plane by Mo Qingyan, he did not die. After he had enough rest, he thought that he should take revenge for Mo Qingyan.
So, the Blue Belt took all of his subordinates and went to avenge Mo Qingyan. Unexpectedly...
Before Qiu reported, he died first!
He did not expect that the real traitor was not someone else, but that woman, the woman trusted by Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingcheng as a relative.
Even the bombs on Mo Qingcheng were put on by the woman, who could design and kill the relatives who grew up together and shared hardships and joys. How cold-blooded is that woman's heart
The only thing he didn't feel guilty was that he took the woman and died together before dying.
Having been here for so long, he was always paying attention to the news of Mo Qingyan and the woman, but there has been no news about them.
"No, I just don't believe my sister is still alive."
Mo Qingcheng shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.
If my sister is really alive, how can there be no news at all